The same pale white buttocks, the same freckles in the same unchanging patterns on her collarbone that all of her mother’s potions had never been able to erase. The charm of innocence breathes around her, as fragrance is diffused by the flower, sanctifying her lightest thought and action, and shielding her, like a spell, from the approach of evil. ‘Let it fall!’ ‘Brute!’ she spat, struggling, and he knew at once he had guessed aright. Why aren’t you folded up clean in lavender—as every young woman ought to be? What have you been doing with yourself?. I never made any effort to touch them; so by and by they learned to light fearlessly on my arms and shoulders. She had very few clear memories before a particular day in the library, when they had finished one of her first reading lessons. He was heartily thankful for it. The touch of his lips neither thrilled nor alarmed her, because the eyes that looked into hers were clean.
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